still just looking....and contemplating. i'm finding myself spending time looking at things i haven't looked at in a long time. time worn books. baskets of aged trim. parcels from india containing vintage sari that i had forgotten i had. bits and bobs from all over that either had intentions at one time or simply whispered of future possibilities. i'm beginning to feel the creative flow trickle around the rocks of grief...and inaction.
namaste'
